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Pmce Two THE HILLTOP, MARS HILL COLLEGE, MARS HILL, NORTH CAROLINA The Hilltop *^Plain Living and High Thinking* Entered it the Post Office, Mari Hill, N. C., as Second Class Matter, Feb. 20, 1926 Member Southeastern Junior College Press Association. Editor — STAFF TRAVELETTES REFLECTIONS Associate Editor Managing Editor - State Editor. Robert Burnett -Virginia Ballad Religious Editor Sports Editor. .-Mark Taylor Orr -Arthur Ramsey Society Editor Alumni Editor -Florence Hatch Billy Wright -Alma Reid -Frances Burnett muilim AIrUILUI TRANCliS DUKNiill Poetry Editor Frank Hunt Intercollegiate Editor Bill Martin Faculty Adviser ^John A. McLeod Business Manager .Vance Hardin wcaoi11 C.OO iTiaiia^c.1 r /\nn. xxaisl/ii^ Circulation Manager Robert Scruggs VOL. VIII MARS HILL, N. C., JANUARY 13, 1934 No. 6 Freedom What is freedom, and where can it be found.? “Billions of peo ple seek it,” one will say. No, rather billions think they are seek ing freedom, when they are only seeking a refuge from any fear which seems to be subjugating them. Only a scant number strive for true freedom, and fewer still attain it. For freedom is the ab sence of fear, and few of us harbor no fears at all. The average man thinks that he can escape fear by recoiling from it and thus gain freedom. But though it sounds paradoxical, freedom is found in bondage—bondage of service. The freest man is the man who serves the most people to his and their benefit. Freedom,is doing as one pleases, if one pleases to serve his fellow- men, then it follows that he is the freest man. Realizing this, we should strive to please ourselves in serving others. Then shall we realize a little of the true freedom. Examinations However distasteful the heading of this writing might be to the students of Mars Hill College, that subject will no doubt shortly be the chief concern of those same students. “Exam time is cram time” for most students. They practise moderation oh even total abstinence throughout the semester. But at examination time these sober students seem to become intoxicated with too much studying. It is a wonder that more of them do not succumb to such a violent change. .When examinations loom near and big, students become human blotters, absorbing all they can from their books. The uselessness of this procedure lies in the fact that the blotter usually lasts no longer than the examination. Teachers will contend rightly that daily preparation and atten tion at classes eliminate,necessity for “cramming.” This is all true, and if accepted, will profit every student. But examinations are 'here now. 1 he profit will have to be left until next semester, and we must think now about breaking even by a quick and honest method. Each one must determine what his method will be. It is consoling, however, to realize that these are tests of the teacher’s ability as well as that of the student. A large stream of failures continually running out of a classroom usually indicates a swollen head of that stream—the teacher. But as students we may rest assured that our teachers are as interested in seeing us pass as we are ourselves. -o Not many days since, while brows ing around the quay, which borders Boston harbor, I noticed at the water front a clumsy, old mystery ship, which was the center of attraction for a motley crowd, sweltering in the moisty heat of a Sabbath afternoon. This scene did not attract my at tention as much as the distorted and wrinkled shadow, which the craft’s hull cast upon the choppy seaward. There the shadow of the drooping mainsail presented a creased sheet of black on a background of blue. There the spars and ropes and lateen were outlined .by jagged and shimmering streaks. Extended beyond the ship’s shadow, the black flag of piracy was rippling in the briny foam. The en tire shade spread upon the water a ghastly study in black and made me stare long, as though I was in a trance. During these brief moments of enchantment, I sailed the high seas in a Spanish galleon. In a sheltered cove, I buried chests of treasure and hid the explanatory maps. When I was abruptly returned to reality by the flapping wings of a gull over head, I looked to find no ship, no shadow, but only the dull, gray water, as it reflected a hovering cloudlet. Turning down Front Street toward South Boston and threading my way through the jostling throng, I hap pened upon a deserted stretch of pavement, bordering the vicinity in which the Boston Tea Party was or ganized. There again in the center of the street were shadows, standing out prominently at regular intervals, as stalwart sentinels guarding the buildings on either side. Here a stilte reservoir of an industrial plant appeared a bulging shade in the ave nue ibelow. There the gaping gar goyles on the town mart frowned in mute and shadowy astonishment at the hurry and bustle of the late bar gainers. Now and then a church spire, piercing the azure as though to dis play its superiority, cast its slender shade across the street and onto the walls apposite. On one corner stood an empty edifice, the brittle crust of a once-imposing residence, whose shadow was “clothed from head to fo'ot in ebon eeriness. Book Titles Tattle Nowhere Else in the World—Mars Hill. Seats of the Mighty—^The Faculty. The Tempest—This week before Exams. The Crisis—Final Exams. Main Street—Campus “drag”. Thursday Evening—^Evidence of the C-I queen’s power. The Recall of Love—Christmas holiday event. Perfect Behavior—Need of which was felt during Christmas holidays. The Age of Innocence—Suggestive of Eleanor Martin. Coquette—'Lib Grubbs. Girl Shy—^Don Perry, without doubt. The Women-Hater—John Boney, Ed Bunker, (o'h, yeah?) Little Women—“Kitty-puss” Ellis, Helen Roberts, Hazel Haynes. The Postmaster—^Mark T. Gentle Julia—Julia Cox. The Gentleman from Indiana—Bill Nettles. Gwen—Our own “Gwen”. The Head Coach—“C”. Friday to Monday—Oh, these week ends! Faint Perfume—^A girl’s illusion. The Eighth Sin—Well? The Triumph of the Egg—Observ ed at 7:00 A. M. Up from Slavery—Graduation. Summer—The time we are all dreaming of. My Phi And now this other da I bring it to Thy feet. May thou accept the As in this prayer we i Coi m HE Told On Other Campuses Inattention Of all the failings of Americans, and probably of all other peo ples, one of the most deplorable is inattention. One sees it everywhere, in every phase of life it has become evi dent, We invite failures, we lose choice phrases of choice speakers, we waste our time and other people’s, w'e miss beauty in its various forms—all on account of inattention. • Inattention in the class room means a zero; inatte;ntion to a speaker means ignorance; inattention to a superior officer means the guardhouse; while inattention to a girl means a prolonged bachelor hood. Xhus, inattention in all its forms is detrimental. In private conversation or public discourse, the so-called listener 1 arely listens to the speaker. He is So busy thinking what he is going to say when the other person finishes, that he loses the other per son’s speech partially, if not wholly. Without attention nothing or little, can be gained from any- thing or anybody else. Inattention tends toward a narrow viewpoint of life, toward a self-sufficiency, that is unselfish in hurting others as well as ourselves. Not all the failures in school or in life can be attributed to dumbness. Many have been caused by inattention to the important things and people, or what is just as degrading, attention to the worthless things and people. Freddie Sington, former All-American tackle and Phi Be^ta Kappa at University of Alabama, made such a schol astic record not so much by studying diligently, but by paying strict attention at his classes. No doubt his gridiron records were made by the same method. 1 his instance is not written to discour age studying a good thing, if the right subject is studied—but rather to encourage one secret to success in any endeavor—at tention. As I progressed farther on my stroll, I noticed that the houses be came more sparse, which resulted in the loosening of the shadowy guard in the thoroughfare. More irregular out lines were noticed, and gabled roofs were spread over the pavement in elongated shadows with painted tops. A novel world opened to me, as I walked the ancient streets of Boston —a world of shadowy enchantment, infinitely more fantastic and silently grotesque than the ones in which human beings live. But as I crossed into the Back Bay district where the shades usually possess veritable prismatic borders, such is the splendor that adorns the homes, my mirage of shadowy laby- rinthe was suddenly transformed in to an ashy-colored world from which was emerging the nervous throngs, trapped in the din and entanglement of six 0 clock traffic, and above all, the incessant, staccato boring of a compression drill. WHERE DO THEY GO FROM HERE? Mr. Norvel Satterfield, who gradu ated in the class of 1924 is now as sociated with the Standard Oil Co. Mr. J. B. Hipps is now the Assoc iate Dean of the Shanghai Baptist Theological Seminary. He writes that there are more than a thousand stu dents on the campus. He seems very happy over the prospects in China. Mr. and Mrs. A. V. Washburn, who married December 16, 1933, will live in Nashville, Tennessee. The bride. Miss Kate Allison, was a Mars Hill student, and later she went to Meri- dith. She presided over the State B. S. U. Convention held in Chapel last year. What’s this story for? “Fillup.” Fillup who ? Fillup space. The Granitian. To prove: That a freshman is an affliction. Proof: A freshman is new. New means not old. Not old means not stale. Not stale means fresh. Fresh means smart. A smart is a pain. A pain is an affliction. Therefore, a freshman is an affliction. The Liberty Bell This one is old but I still think it is funny. Mae West: O Doctor, I think some- thing is wrong with me; I seem to be shaking all over. Doctor: Is that so! Well, why don’t you come up an shimmy some time? The Wooden Horse So many of the girls belong to the NRA—not rushed any. The Twig She isn’t my best girl. Just necks bost. Reader’s Digest The following is a list of abbrevia tions and their meanings used fre quently by newspapers today, com piled by Major M. S. Lewis, Head of the Business Administration Depart ment of The Citadel at Charleston, S. C. AAA — Agricultural Adjustment Administration. CCC—Civil Conservation Corps. CCC—Commodity Credit Corpora tion. CSB—Central Statistical Bureau. CWA—Civil Works Administra tion. DLB—Deposit Liquidation Board. FACA—Federal Alcoholic Control Administration. FCA—Farm Credit Administration. FCT—Federal Coordinator of Transportation. FDIC—Federal Deposit Insurance Corporation. FEC—Federal Emergency Housing Corporation. FHLB—Federal Home Loan Board. FHOLC—Federal Home Owners Loan Corporation. FSRC—Federal Surplus Relief Corporation. FTC—Federal Trade Commission. HOLC—Home Owners Loan Cor poration. lAB—Industrial Advisory Board. ICC—Interstate Commerce Com- The evil done I hate My constant weakness I would repent of it ji ^ All damning motives to irts * bed in And grant that as tomo, My righteous hopes be Not empty resolutions But life of richer deptl D b . len Some Di Are you willing to sit, t quit ’ P Just thinking that 1 pay? eas Do you have just a bit Kit, Packed away for son itbi Are you willing to die, and die. Forgetting all manne :s Are your eyes always d n say good-bye? Then something is w life. Are you willing to play, to say Things that might mal io1 sad? Does your character swa "w blows your way? If not, then I know yi ch Are you willing to fro the ground Some one who is plod Do you worship the cron is and her gown? Some day you will hi Ft) Fire! En ills the its Ma col f I , ai 11 a e s n. el hl mission. NFHA—National Farm Holiday Association. NIRA—National Industrial Recov ery Act. NLB—National Labor Board. NRA—National Recovery Act. PAB—Petroleum Advisory Board. PRA—Presidential Re-employment Agreements. PWA—Public W’orks Administra- (Continued on page 4) Six dozen doors are fit ® from each room emerge top speed. Greased fac hair, red, yellow, and flash down the halls to fire e.scnpes. One by on mouthed, wide-eyed indii her over the window with shaky steps and glances the long, perilou the ground where alread; Superintendent of Lights in the midst of a bevy ians who watch with gi turned faces the most d dents stagger down the casionly wild laughter waves through the exc Here and there an anxi urges steady speed to q the building. Somebody hobble down the narrow ing stairs in mules. Be dozen anxious hands fii She ends the difflculty . down, hand over hand. evidently short of comi sense begins shrilly cha land’s Burning.” At last more or less down to eart of the evening, who has ed his cool, keen commi to talk. In fact, so cold marks that several poor d be seen to draw hore c woolen robes around th frames. “Aha!” the here “that time you did it in. : In a mere 20”, mind yo young ladies. In a mere 10 be seared like steaks, h char, and baked into puddi length of time you could broiled, and fried. Now g it again, and if you will ■ you have my promise that more than singed.” So all the girls parad front door to begin again dozen. (And they say basket strenuous.) ; No one ever minds be air is so good for one’s
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